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SONGS OF THE SOUL


Directions lost and gone,I find no peace alone.Cosmic Guardian, Lord of gods,Be pleased t’ accept my pleading words.The Ego, Karma, Senses great abideAnd wait to leap upon our Wisdom’s chiefs.And yet they both do rideThe race of death, to fall and hideFor e’er in Thy devouring mouth,Adorned with crushing cruel teeth uncouth.The victor and the vanquished must,Thy offsprings both, the righteous and ungodly  ones,Thy love still claim, yet all some day shall kiss  the dust,And sleep on common floor of earth.The shattered skulls of some are seen,As caught Thy greedy teeth between.
As diverse, restless, watery wavesOf river branches all do craveTo force through crowded wavelets’ way,

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